Haruhi yawned as she listened to Tengu and Whisper, drowsy, and suddenly she felt two eyes look straight at her. As soon as Qingyan looked up, he saw that Whisper and Tengu were staring at him, and only then did a smart man come to his senses.

What did they just say? That's right, out of the game.

Qingyan's finger pointed at herself, "Me? ”

Whisper nodded with Bai Xuan.

…… Can you speak the international lingua franca next time?

"If there's one I'm good at, it's cooking." Qingyan didn't shirk it, and thought about it.

Cooking? Tengu nodded in understanding.

"As you wish."

With a wave of his sleeves, a row of antique cooking utensils appeared neatly in the courtyard of the shrine.

Whisper's eyes drifted slightly.

I always feel that this ability looks so convenient.,I wonder if I can conjure up an inn or shrine at any time when I'm traveling?

Tengu took the ingredients out of his sleeve again. A few simple boxes of chicken, and some common vegetables.

"Unlike cooking utensils, you can't make ingredients out of nothing. Please forgive me for your understanding that the preparation is simple. Tengu put the item down.

Harukan looked curiously at Tengu's sleeve.

"Is it the ability to store?"

"I borrowed it from my friend's house." Tengu explained.

*

Tengu's friend Nie Qian '......'

Did you ask my opinion before borrowing?

From the mirror of the flower sleep, the scene in the shrine is clearly reflected.

"Sister Qian, why do I look at those ingredients so familiar?" Hongzi muttered to himself.

Nie Qian pressed the black line on her head back. Of course it's familiar, isn't that your own kitchen!

"Uncle Yang, I'll tell someone to send some ingredients to my house later." In this way, Tengu has completely emptied her kitchen.

*

"Ōtengu-sama is very knowledgeable, and he is naturally not a problem when it comes to cooking. But adults must also know that everyone's tastes are different, and they can't be forced. "The whispers are soft, and the words that come out of my mouth are undeniably very reasonable." For example, for little women, they love the food made by beautiful people even more."

I just like to eat food cooked by beautiful girls, and I think it tastes good anyway.

"That's right." Tengu paused slightly, and then agreed with Whisper's statement.

The wings behind him slowly enveloped his body. A pleasant breeze blew through it, and when the wings opened again, the tengu had become a very beautiful person.

How so...... That figure was very beautiful. The figure of the golden ratio is impeccable, and the straight black hair pours down the beautiful back line, with a beautiful face. Even a fastidious whisper can't say anything about the shortcomings.

It's just that this kind of beauty is the beauty of male and female.

"Does His Highness Think Whispering Can You Catch Your Eye?" Tengu whispered gracefully to one. , although it was a moment, the whisper still couldn't help but wander because of his beauty.

Whisper looked up and down for a moment, and expressed his opinion very seriously.

"It's just that the breasts are a little smaller."

Tengu choked, "Your Highness laughed. ”

Where did this woman come from, or is the generation gap of thousands of years a bit too big for him to accept?

Whisper leaned against the railing of the shrine and looked at Haruyan and Tengu.

Well, a beauty is a beauty, and even the action of twitching the corners of her mouth is pleasing to the eye.

Haruhi checked the ingredients and took some of the ones she wanted to use, but she was stumped when she looked at the stove.

She looked at the firewood, and then at the fire. "My lord, I don't know how to use these ancient cooking utensils."

"In modern times, there are fully automatic integrated kitchens, who would use such an old stove that doesn't even have a pot to make a fire!" Whispering helps Qingyan explain.

"I was negligent." Tengu sighed imperceptibly. It's only a thousand years, and the human world has changed so much.

With a wave of his hand, half of the kitchen turned into a modern one. "So, but it's still like an eye?"

Qing Yan walked to the kitchen and picked up the pink lace apron and oven mitts, and after Whisper and Bai Xuan saw it clearly, they cast a strange look at the majestic Tengu-sama.

"Good vision." Whisper nodded.

"Just borrowed it from my friend's house." Tengu explained again.

"Well, I believe you." Whispering saw a very cute teddy bear from the condiments in the kitchen, and affirmed it very seriously. "It's normal to have some of your own preferences."

Always feel like there's something wrong? Tengu blinked.

*

On the other side, Hongzi, who watched everyone from the mirror, looked at the apron in Qingyan's hand, and then looked at Nie Qian, who was expressionless beside him.

"Sister Qian, why do I look so familiar with that kitchen?"

"You. . . See. Wrong. Finish. Nie Qian's eye knife scraped at Hongzi.

If you dare to say that those pink lace and stuffed animals are mine, I'll throw you into that labyrinth to sober up.

"But that teddy bear isn't ...... flowers."

"You. See. Wrong. Finish. Nie Qian squeezed out from between her teeth word by word.

…… If you read it wrong, you read it wrong, but why do you look murderous?

*

The cooking level of both parties is extremely superb, and Whisper can't cook anyway, so she has nothing to say, so she can only sit with Bai Xuan and look at the busy one person and one demon.

Qingyan's movements are fluent, her technique is exquisite, and her handling of ingredients is also extremely fine, just like a housewife who runs around in the kitchen all year round, so you can't find fault with it.

"Meticulous preparation is the key to good food. Having said that, I've always felt that it's because the food is made with the care of the people who cook it that makes it delicious. ”

"I feel the same way." Tengu agreed.

Compared to Haruyan, Tengu's every act of cooking is graceful as if he were performing, and even the ordinary food in his hands seems to have become a precious ingredient that is unparalleled in the world, and is treated with care.

As long as you put a sign, you can collect tickets, whispering.

Such a perfect actor can even save the venue and music and lighting, and he can't lose money.

"Sister Whisper, do you think Sister Qingyan can win?" Bai Xuan yawned and asked with a face.

"I can't." Whispering answered Bai Xuan without thinking about it.

"But didn't Sister Whisper also say that cooking this kind of thing still depends on the preferences of the person who eats it."

Bai Xuan didn't quite understand why Whisper was so assertive. Even if the tengu is really delicious, they can bite the clear and more to their liking.

Sister Bai Xuan, did you find that you have been broken by the whispering?

"Does his handwriting look good?" Whisper glanced at Bai Xuan.

"Ugh." Bai Xuan is a stalk. How can the printed words be good or not.

"It's the same with food." Anyway, when you see the dishes made by the tengu, you will understand.

Bai Xuan pouted at Whisper's decision, she didn't believe that Tengu could win like this.

Time passed little by little.

The two kitchens were filled with a mouth-watering fragrance, and Bai Xuan felt that her stomach was about to 'gurgle'.

Qing Yan empathetically put the freshly finished work on the table, and carefully served a bowl to the three people present. "Come and try my craft, stewed chicken soup with seasonal vegetables."